Headcanons for how and where Karasuno would propose to their girlfriend please

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My pleasure.

Sawamura Daichi

  • Daichi would want it to be intimate – he wants the proposal itself to be simple, at a place that means a lot to you; Maybe you’ve had your first date there, maybe a really memorable night. Whatever it was, when you go there, your heart is filled with love and you’re both smiling at the memory
  • With his heart pounding so hard he is afraid you’ll hear it, he waits for a moment; for a pause, for a second of peace before he starts to tell you all the things he loves about you and your time together
  • Of how much he wants to cherish you for the rest of his days, of how much he adores you and being with you makes him the best he can be; It sounds cheesy, but it is perfect, it is honest and it contains all his true feelings
  • And then he’ll propose. He’ll take your hand and go to one knee, and as you struggle to realize what he’s up to your eyes are already filled with tears of joy;

Sugawara Koushi

  • Suga loves the moments of daily life with you. The way you fit perfectly in his arms, your head resting at the crook of his neck, his fingers resting on your soft smooth skin.
  • Moments like those bring him so much happiness, and he just wants to live this happiness until he takes his last breath. The longer you’ve been together, the more he feels the urge to make you his, to let the world and everyone know that you belong
  • He picks a day, the day that is closest to the moment the realitation hits – a day you can both stay in bed, a special occasion, whatever comes up first. And he’ll snuggle up, nuzzle your neck, tease you and kiss you a lot. You start to wonder what has gotten into him lately as he got up and prepared breakfast
  • It’s a feast. Your favorites, sweet and savory, and flowers – where did they come from? It’s a moment full of happiness. And he will use that morning to ask you if you want to marry him, and he’ll make you promise yourself to him over and over again in a heated whisper all day.

Azumane Asahi

  • He is so nervous, he jumps every time you walk in on him as he looks at rings, places, inspiration for how he should propose. Someone recommended pinterest and he is browsing around, looking over his shoulder constantly so you won’t catch him
  • He really wants to marry you, and he really wants it to be special – but his nerves make him break a sweat just thinking about it and even more so when he has to fear you’re going to find it out before he gets the chance to make this perfect
  • But the universe aligns and Asahi will find a perfect ring when he expects it the least, just browsing through and seeing something that screams you; It’s like it all works out then, because he feels more at ease, feels like now he can do it – the ring giving him courage, knowing it will look so beautiful on you.
  • He takes you out on a date night, surprising you with tickets to the theatre. You look dashing, you always do, and he has to force himself not to stare at you all night. You notice him stealing glances though, and you find you enjoy the effect you still have on him
  • Once the night comes to an end and you find yourself in a more private setting, he’ll propose – he’ll be gentle and kind, his voice strong and shy both, as he asks you to spend the rest of your lifes with each other

Nishinoya Yuu

  • Noya just blurts his intentions out the moment his emotions overcome him; he holds you close and his heart is so full he could burst, so he tells you that he wants you to be his wife.
  • And at your giggle, he admits he is serious, that it would be marvellous – he’d go off, telling you all the amazing things he has experiences since he met you, confessing his love all over again as he looks you in the eyes, dead serious as he asks you if you would please be his wife
  • Once you say yes, Noya is so excited he can barely contain it. This is the best thing ever – and to celebrate it, and because it was such a spontanious proposal, he makes up for it by planning the perfect date with you. Going ice skating, having fun, holding hands and eating at your favorite place – and you’ll end up getting a ring too, a really shiney and pretty one.

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

  • Once he realizes he wants to spend his life with you, wants to call you his wife and be your husband, Tanaka keeps thinking about how to do it – he wants it to be special, something that would bring you to tears just remembering it for years to come.
  • He takes Noya with him to look for a ring that suits you and he keeps talking about the best way to propose to you – Noya lets Tanaka talk mostly, nodding and pushing him to find the right way that suits you both
  • Tanaka chooses to propose in private too – he will take you out for a two day vacation, a short trip to ease the strain of daily life and while you wonder what brought it on, you simply enjoy the love he gives to you
  • As you watch the sun set in silence, Tanaka knows this is his moment; he asks you to marry him, his voice a little high and his smile a shy one as he makes sure you know that it would be the best thing ever for him to spend his life with you.

Ennoshita Chikara

  • Ennoshita will be very creative about it; He collects pictures and movie strips he made from you, short clips whenever you were out together. He makes a little movie of all the years you’ve spent together and he is proud of the result.
  • Once your anniversary comes around, that’s the perfect time to do this – you wouldn’t suspect his motive watching a movie about your years together on your anniversary. He has prepared your favorite dessert, the apartment smelling really nice and clean, and he looks very handsome and biteable in just his simple jeans and shirt.
  • The movie will bring you to tears and he’ll hug you, holding you a little longer than expected – when you try to move he pulls you back, kissing your head and taking a deep breath before taking half a step back, looking into your eyes. It’s now or never.

Kinoshita Hisashi

  • It happens when you’ve been together for a while – the topic has never come up, but once he sees a show on tv with a beautiful bride he can’t help but see you in a wedding gown
  • The image makes him stare at you and you blush, his gaze intense. He turns away once he realizes he has been staring, his ears turning pink as well. It feels like when you started out dating, when he was a shy mess yet unsure of how to date
  • He takes you on a spontanious trip, a romantic one – not cliché, but very you. You enjoy dinner, have fun and joke around, and you don’t see it coming. He asks you to go for a walk, to settle your stomachs since you ate so much
  • And once you arrive under a big tree, he turns to you with the most gentle expression, a shy smile playing around his lips as he goes down on one knee.

Narita Kazuhito

  • Has been paying a lot of attention to you always; He knows what you like and dislike, and he has become your greatest supporter in such a loving way, you can’t help but look for him whenever you get nervous.
  • It happens one day, when your friends start asking you about marriage and children; You haven’t been thinking much about it before, everything just felt good the way it was.
  • Narita notices your thoughts wandering, sees you watching bridal shows and when he asks you about it, you laugh it off nervously. He sees you wondering and he gets curious himself, talking to a friend about his thoughts on the matter
  • He decides to ask for your parents permission – he knows this to be old-fashioned, but he likes to do it in order, likes to know that you have your parents blessings.
  • He takes you to a festival, rides the ferris wheel with you – your eyes shine just like the stars as you marvel at the view, your gaze flying all over town. You look so beautiful, and he knows right then and there that there is no joy greater than to have you by his side forever. So he asks you, giving you a soft kiss and a smile, sharing his feelings before he proposes formally to you, holding out the ring your mother gave to him for you.

Kageyama Tobio

  • Kageyama wants to marry you. He really does. But he has no idea how to spring that idea on you. While he has gotten used to being intimate with you, he is still the awkward blueberry everyone knows and loves
  • So he keeps trying to educate himself on the matter – what do women expect from a proposal? How is he supposed to do it? Until Hinata finds one of the magazines Kageyama bought.
  • Kageyama is almost ready to give up on the perfect proposal when he suddenly sees the perfect ring. Delicate, reminding him of you the instant he sees it. He just has to get it, and he does.
  • And everything comes together nicely. He picks you up from club/classes/pracitce/work and he still has the ring right there in his pocket. He still hasn’t come up with a perfect scenery
  • But when you stop mid-stride and stare at the setting sun, the warm orange light making the angles of your face shine with your natural beauty he can’t help it.
  • He takes your hand and tugs at it until you turn, looking at him. He wears an honest and warm smile, his eyes full of love as he asks you “Will you please marry me?”

Hinata Shouyou

  • When you’re out on a date with Hinata, wherever you go he just holds your hand. He can’t help it, he loves it – the soft feel of your hand in his. He tugs at it, wanting to show you the baby cubs at the zoo, too adorable not to show you. And as you watch them with a smile, Hinata watches you, his cheeks turning a bright pink as his thoughts wander to your future, to the mental image of having children with you.
  • You turn, quizzical look on your face at seeing him blush in such a deep pink; But he just shakes his head, mumbling something about having to get married first.
  • You wonder what that was all about, but you know better than to push. He’ll tell you once he is ready, and you enjoy the rest of the date. Little did you know that Hinata was already planning out the whole thing.
  • Later that same day, as he takes you out to get ice cream he can’t help it anymore. He is bad at keeping things from you as it was, and his feelings just spill over. So as you were about to take another lick of your favorite ice cream flavor he tugs at your hand, eyes wide as he tells you that he wants to marry you. That he wants to spend his life with you. Would you… want that too?

Tsukishima Kei

  • It has come to a point were you felt comfortable enough to tease the hell out of Tsukishima – he may act all salty and nonchalant, but it seems you could always get him to be flustered.
  • You tackle him, sitting on his arms as you tried to tickle him. You laugh just bubbles out of you and you lean down, placing a kiss on his lips. “I wouldn’t mind doing this always and forever” you say as you lift yourself up, straightening your closes and wiping your eyes.
  • He gets up next to you, looking at you, golden eyes boring into you with an intensity you’ve barely seen before. A smirk comes to his face as you become clearly more flustered, aware of what you just said. You think about how to redeem yourself or take it back, but you meant it – you could really do this forever.
  • And so could he. “Then let’s”
  • Your eyes widen involuntarily and he let’s out a laugh, tackling you before he gently tucks your hair behind your ear. “Let’s spend forever like this”

Yamaguchi Tadashi

  • Yamaguchi’s parents are the first to broach the subject. They don’t mean to pressure you, they are simply curious, but the conversation had you both blushing and stuttering
  • Later that night, Yamaguchi will ask you if you’re still awake – and what you think. He is afraid you’ve been feeling scared or pressured and when he finds out that you actually like the thought, he feels relief wash over him
  • Because he, too, likes the thought. This is when he starts to collect ideas, when he makes mental notes on things you liked and places you mentioned you’d like to visit. He gathers all the things you seem to have been enjoying lately and plans the perfect dates in a row
  • He has been doing things like this occasionally, showering you with all his love and pampering you, that’s why you don’t realize it sooner. That’s why when you really do find a ring in your dessert your hands fly to your mouth and you can just stare at him, your heart hammering
  • His smile is shy as he nods, as he tells you how much he loves you – as he asks you to spend the rest of your life with him

Ukai Keishin

  • He takes you out to vacation, thinking you both can use a time off – relaxing, enjoying life with just the two of you. And it feels so perfect and nice, to have you in his arms, to play with your hair and just do nothing but laugh with you all day.
  • “I wish we could just stay here” you mutter the words as you press your face into his chest, fingers digging into him as you try to scoot closer. This is pure happiness. And you think you couldn’t possibly be any happier.
  • That’s when he takes a deep breath too, giving your head a kiss. That’s when he starts to tell you all he has been thinking about. About how much happier he is with you. How life becomes just more colorful and radiant as he experiences it with you. How he wants to spend every day waking up to you.
  • It is not a formal proposal. But it is one nonetheless. A silent question, asking you to be there for him forever, a promise, of him to always be your pillar, of always loving you till the day he takes the last breath and even after, if possible.

Takeda Ittetsu

  • Takeda wants everything to go right. He asks your parents for permission, prepares a wonderful dinner, dances with you to your favorite songs. It is a night to remember, a night that makes you feel special and you wonder if you have forgotten an anniversary because this just feels to perfect for a normal date.
  • But it is just him, just him loving you, the ring of his grandmother in his pocket, ready to be presented to you. He kisses you, small pecks everywhere, tells you how beautiful you are – how he has been the happiest ever since you gracefully swooped into his life and made him whole.
  • Takeda is a romantic. He believes in true love, and he knows he found it, knew the moment he laid eyes on you. So he goes to one knee, his smile warming your heart, your soul already knowing what is to come. And it’s the happiest moment you’ve ever experienced.

Shimizu Kiyoko

  • Kiyoko has been waiting to ask you for a while now. Her nerves have been getting to her and she tries to swallow them down, wondering if this was the right way to go. But she refuses to back out now.
  • She planned this night, a violin in her hand as she takes a deep breath. It’s a play organized by friends of hers, and she practiced just for you. Practiced your favorite song just to play it here, in front of so many people, with you sitting in the first row.
  • It goes by smoothly, tears prickling in your eyes. The gesture not lost on you – shy Kiyoko, beautiful radiant Kiyoko, being on stage performing just for you. You knew it was for you, knew she hit every note just to reach your ears.
  • It was the perfect night to propose. The song was her serenade of love to you.

Yachi Hitoka

  • Yachi has been thinking about it for a long time. And she decides that she wants to make it unique and beautiful. She decides that she wants it to be playful – because she loves your laugh, can’t get enough of it.
  • So she asks you for a date, and she doesn’t tell you where you’re going. She just leaves a flyer for you on your dresser, telling you to wear something pretty and comfortable, something you feel good in and to go to a certain spot.
  • She has hung flyers everywhere, drawings of you, of her, of your pets – of anything that connects the two of you, and she made little quizzes to lead you the way. She sends you around town, to beautiful spots, places you’ve visited. It is fun, her quizzes are filled with insiders, with jokes and memories.
  • And when you arrive at the little bakery, the one where you shared a piece of strawberry pie for the very first time, sharing a fork and feeding each other, your smile couldn’t be more radiant. It’s the perfect moment.

So cute!!

                   Ukai Keishin X High School Sweetheart


Your phone chimed, or rather squawked, a joke you did because of the whole crow motif your boyfriend was a part of these days but somehow it stuck. 

A quick flick of your thumb had the screen unlocking and your eyes bugging. 

Did he… really… send you a shirtless selfie?

Kei Bae: Still got it

You snorted and rolled your eyes, typing back a quick reply. 

RL: I swear your kids rub off more on you than the other way round

Kei Bae: And yet, you still love me

And how right he was. 


Edited to remove art I did not find the source to until after it went up and found artist requested no reposts even with permission. I reblogged to boost them as an apology (and because the art is damn good). 

Got another one, thank you for doing these, they’re so great! Ukai Jr. + Love Letter (I know it’s two words but one idea, so I hope it’s ok). Thanks babes!

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“Oh, shut up.” – He rolled his eyes at your joke that you’ve repeated for probably the tenth time since yesterday, making you laugh sheepishly. You both continued chattering, him talking about how volleyball was going; as you headed towards your shoe lockers.

That was when the soft-colored envelope fell from his locker, landing on his feet. Looking at each other, Ukai slowly bent down – a bit hesitant as he picked it up. Turning it over, his name could be read in the titled handwriting; and so he was sure that really was addressed to him, that it wasn’t put in the wrong locker.

“Don’t look,” was what his demand sounded like as he turned his back to you, tearing the envelope with care – even so, you stood on your toes and looked over his shoulder, trying to take a glimpse.

But all that you could see in the end was just his ears flaming into an angry  shade of pink as he folded the letter and placed it between his notebook, shoving it right into his bag- “Let’s go,” he coughed, walking ahead.

He was biting the insides of his cheeks, keeping his cool as the words spun around in his head. While it didn’t have the sender’s name, that handwriting – the way it curved and tilted, it would be a lie to say he didn’t have a hunch on who it was.

And there you were tailing after, relieved from his reaction. Maybe someday, when you finally gain the courage, you could express yourself with your own voice – loud and clear, letting your feelings reach to him.

Cute!! Thank you!!

Ukai – Breathing Optional?

ASK: YAY! Please some Ukai with “I think I forgot how to breathe.” THANK YOU


Ukai can recall a handful of things that have robbed him of oxygen. Now is definitely at the top of that list.

“Keishin? Did you hear me?”

He sucks in deep. “Sorry,” he almost gasps, gulping in another breath. “I think I forgot to breathe there for a moment.” His hand slides tentatively over skin, ear pressing to her stomach though he knows he won’t hear anything at this stage.

But still he whispers, “Hello baby, this is your papa.”

Ukai Keishin Birthday Headcanons

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It’s our favorite coach’s birthday! He deserves all our love, so enjoy these headcanons for him! Super special thanks to Admin Rachel Lauren from @imagine-that-haikyuu for her contributions! Ukai is her precious husband after all; make sure to go give her stuff a look-see! She def has our stamp of approval.

~The Admins


SFW

  • When he was a little kid, his grandpa always snuck him a little birthday money to go have fun with, much to his father’s chagrin. To this day, Ikkei will still slip him a few hundred yen for old time’s sake (and mostly to spite his grandson, who keeps chastising him about it).
  • He low key dreads each passing year, because the inevitable “when are you getting married” conversations, even if his parents always wait until the next day. These conversations (almost) cease when he meets you.
  • Pretty laid back about his birthday. He doesn’t not tell people about it, exactly, but he doesn’t go out of his way to let people know either. He definitely tries to avoid telling the team about it, because he doesn’t want them to make a big deal–but Takeda-sensei isn’t having any of it. He makes sure the team knows, and helps them prepare a surprise.
  • He’s definitely a drinker, but not much of a party-er. He’d prefer a nice izakaya over a loud club any day. He likes to actually be able to hear your voice.
  • He’d also rather celebrate with just you and a few friends, rather than a large group. If you throw a party for him, make it a small one. Just close friends, and plenty to eat and drink.
  • Let. Him. Eat. He is huge on the food aspect of his birthday. Nothing fancy or anything–no expensive sushi or ridiculous, overpriced French restaurants. He likes simple things in quiet, simple restaurants. Or, even better, make him dinner. He’ll just die a little bit, he’s so happy.
  • Honestly, he’s not really a present guy. Get him a really  nice bottle of something that he can crack open for a special occasion (or… now’s fine too) and take a drive up the coast with him, and he’s a happy camper.

NSFW

  • He loves it when you ride him. He’s definitely doing his part to make you feel good, but he loves the view when you’re riding him.
  • He doesn’t have favorite parts. He likes all of you. His biggest weakness, though, is curves. He loves a pair of big soft breasts or a thick, juicy ass to grab a hold of. He likes his partners on the chubby, curvy, soft side, and he’s not shy about his admiration.
  • He does have a small dominant streak, and his favorite way to let it manifest is ripping clothes off of his partner. So avoid the expensive lingerie and, instead, go for the flimsy tank top. He’ll be all over it.
  • He will high key mark you like a 15 year old boy. He never got over that teenaged pride that comes from seeing his partner with a hickey.
  • He’s pretty vanilla overall–he’s not big into kinky stuff or toys–but he does have a well-honed set of skills that makes up for it.
  • You may want to spoil him for his birthday, but his absolute favorite thing is to make you scream with pleasure. He takes great pride in his skills, and it is such a huge turn on when he can turn you into a puddle of goo with just his fingers, his tongue, and his voice.
  • Pull his hair. If you want him to really take control and drill you into the mattress, pull his hair. He literally won’t stop until you’re begging him to stop, and even then.
  • He’s a big cuddler. As much as he enjoys the aesthetic of a cigarette after sex, he knows how dangerous that can be, but he loves to spoon. He needs the skin-on-skin contact afterward to come down, or he’s too anxious and keyed up to settle down.

Happy birthday coachie!!

Haikyuu / Psycho Pass AU

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Sentence prompt requests:

Hinata, “well this is awkward”

ukai ‘im too sober for this’

“Bite me” with Tendou please??

I’ve been in a Psycho Pass AU mood and these all felt like they worked well with the scene that popped in my head. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get enough of these drabbles together to form a linked story. This is in the same universe as my Daichi one.


The slap of water sounded all around as Tendou and Yachi raced down the darkened alley, their quarry a soaked blob somehow getting smaller despite the pace at which they were running.

“You go that way, I’ll cut him off on the other side,” Tendou shouted.

Yachi didn’t have time to consider how she hadn’t been in the field more than fifteen minutes and had already broken an important rule: don’t let your enforcer give orders.

They’re your subordinates, you call the shots.

She winced against the words spoken to her not even an hour ago. How was she supposed to explain this? She shook her head, picking up her pace in the direction Tendou had pointed her. Her heart thundered against her chest, trepidation and – she was loathe to admit – excitement pulsing through her veins. The rain stung her eyes, her lungs and legs burned and the suction of her rain soaked suit all worked against her forward progression but she pressed on. She could deal with the repercussions of this later. What mattered was stopping the suspect and getting him to reveal his base. Her grip tightened on the dominator in her hands; it would be just her luck to drop the thing and add to her negative tally marks.

Losing sight of the suspect, she pushed herself harder, rounding a corner in the direction she hoped he’d taken only to cannon into something, her body sprawling onto the water logged asphalt. A hiss escaped her as the uneven ground scraped her skin raw before she landed with a heavy thud. When she applied pressure to her hand to push up she let out a gasp of pain but it was the voice beneath her that drew her eyes open to meet wide brown ones.

“Gah! Are…are you ok, Yacchan?” Hinata cried out, arms flailing since he wasn’t sure he should touch her.

Well, this is awkward,” Tendou’s voice sounded from behind them. “And that,” he continued, pointing towards the tangled pair as more of their enclave made way to assist, “is why I wear trainers despite the suit.”

Hinata glared over Yachi’s shoulder. “Bite me, monster.”

She flinched at the sharp retort but the object of Hinata’s wrath merely pushed away from the wall and yanked her off him to her feet, a smirk on his face. “Now, now, inspector, you know we dogs aren’t even allowed to bark.” Though his words were directed to the still prone Hinata, his breath on her neck made Yachi shiver. She’d not been this close to an enforcer before and though she knew she shouldn’t be, she couldn’t help feeling nervous. He let her go as soon as her balance returned and she rotated to extend assistance to Hinata but Ukai-sensei was already dragging him to his feet.

I’m too sober for this,” he grumbled around the cigarette hanging loosely between his lips, struggling to light it against the fall of rain.

He stepped under the cover of Tsukishima’s umbrella long enough to catch the flame against the stick of tobacco. The bespectacled inspector sent his fellow blonde a look of distaste before turning his attention to Tendou. “Where’s the suspect?”

Tendou, hands thrust in his coat pockets, nodded down another alley. “Doing an impression of modern art…or a Rorschach test. Personally all that red reminds me of Valentine’s day, but then again, I’ve always had a fucked up way of looking at things.”

Tsukishima grimaced, gritting his teeth. “We needed him alive you idiot! How else are we going to find the victim now?”

A shrug. “It was that or let him get away, figured it would be better not to give him a chance to grab who knows how many more.”

“Damn dog,” Tsukishima huffed, turning on his heel. “Let’s go, leave the clean up crew to take care of that mess while we work on the now infinitely more difficult task of finding his hideout.”

They all fell in line after him, the inspectors taking refuge in their cars while the enforcers returned to the back of their truck. With a sigh, Yachi allowed her head to fall against the headrest, eyes looking out the rain streaked window. How were they going to do this with their last lead a smatter of blood and guts? The thought turned her stomach and she wondered if she’d be able to handle seeing such a sight should the day come where she had to pull the trigger.

“You ok, little bird?” Ukai’s voice made her start, water droplets flinging against his shirt when her head whipped towards the direction of his voice.

Despite her pale face and trembling body, the little inspector nodded. “Just…tired. I guess I need to spend more time on the treadmill,” she replied, rubbing the back of her head with an uneasy smile on her face.

Ukai hummed but made no further push to get her to speak. In the loosely named driver’s seat, Tsukishima eyed the recent addition to his unit and shook his head to no one in particular. How she had been tapped to become an inspector was beyond his comprehension but then his was not to wonder why; it was to do or die.

I’m actually really proud of this piece and I hope people enjoy it.

Haikyuu / Psycho Pass AU

Sentence prompt requests:

Hinata, “well this is awkward”

ukai ‘im too sober for this’

“Bite me” with Tendou please??

I’ve been in a Psycho Pass AU mood and these all felt like they worked well with the scene that popped in my head. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get enough of these drabbles together to form a linked story. This is in the same universe as my Daichi one.


The slap of water sounded all around as Tendou and Yachi raced down the darkened alley, their quarry a soaked blob somehow getting smaller despite the pace at which they were running.

“You go that way, I’ll cut him off on the other side,” Tendou shouted.

Yachi didn’t have time to consider how she hadn’t been in the field more than fifteen minutes and had already broken an important rule: don’t let your enforcer give orders.

They’re your subordinates, you call the shots.

She winced against the words spoken to her not even an hour ago. How was she supposed to explain this? She shook her head, picking up her pace in the direction Tendou had pointed her. Her heart thundered against her chest, trepidation and – she was loathe to admit – excitement pulsing through her veins. The rain stung her eyes, her lungs and legs burned and the suction of her rain soaked suit all worked against her forward progression but she pressed on. She could deal with the repercussions of this later. What mattered was stopping the suspect and getting him to reveal his base. Her grip tightened on the dominator in her hands; it would be just her luck to drop the thing and add to her negative tally marks.

Losing sight of the suspect, she pushed herself harder, rounding a corner in the direction she hoped he’d taken only to cannon into something, her body sprawling onto the water logged asphalt. A hiss escaped her as the uneven ground scraped her skin raw before she landed with a heavy thud. When she applied pressure to her hand to push up she let out a gasp of pain but it was the voice beneath her that drew her eyes open to meet wide brown ones.

“Gah! Are…are you ok, Yacchan?” Hinata cried out, arms flailing since he wasn’t sure he should touch her.

Well, this is awkward,” Tendou’s voice sounded from behind them. “And that,” he continued, pointing towards the tangled pair as more of their enclave made way to assist, “is why I wear trainers despite the suit.”

Hinata glared over Yachi’s shoulder. “Bite me, monster.”

She flinched at the sharp retort but the object of Hinata’s wrath merely pushed away from the wall and yanked her off him to her feet, a smirk on his face. “Now, now, inspector, you know we dogs aren’t even allowed to bark.” Though his words were directed to the still prone Hinata, his breath on her neck made Yachi shiver. She’d not been this close to an enforcer before and though she knew she shouldn’t be, she couldn’t help feeling nervous. He let her go as soon as her balance returned and she rotated to extend assistance to Hinata but Ukai-sensei was already dragging him to his feet.

I’m too sober for this,” he grumbled around the cigarette hanging loosely between his lips, struggling to light it against the fall of rain.

He stepped under the cover of Tsukishima’s umbrella long enough to catch the flame against the stick of tobacco. The bespectacled inspector sent his fellow blonde a look of distaste before turning his attention to Tendou. “Where’s the suspect?”

Tendou, hands thrust in his coat pockets, nodded down another alley. “Doing an impression of modern art…or a Rorschach test. Personally all that red reminds me of Valentine’s day, but then again, I’ve always had a fucked up way of looking at things.”

Tsukishima grimaced, gritting his teeth. “We needed him alive you idiot! How else are we going to find the victim now?”

A shrug. “It was that or let him get away, figured it would be better not to give him a chance to grab who knows how many more.”

“Damn dog,” Tsukishima huffed, turning on his heel. “Let’s go, leave the clean up crew to take care of that mess while we work on the now infinitely more difficult task of finding his hideout.”

They all fell in line after him, the inspectors taking refuge in their cars while the enforcers returned to the back of their truck. With a sigh, Yachi allowed her head to fall against the headrest, eyes looking out the rain streaked window. How were they going to do this with their last lead a smatter of blood and guts? The thought turned her stomach and she wondered if she’d be able to handle seeing such a sight should the day come where she had to pull the trigger.

“You ok, little bird?” Ukai’s voice made her start, water droplets flinging against his shirt when her head whipped towards the direction of his voice.

Despite her pale face and trembling body, the little inspector nodded. “Just…tired. I guess I need to spend more time on the treadmill,” she replied, rubbing the back of her head with an uneasy smile on her face.

Ukai hummed but made no further push to get her to speak. In the loosely named driver’s seat, Tsukishima eyed the recent addition to his unit and shook his head to no one in particular. How she had been tapped to become an inspector was beyond his comprehension but then his was not to wonder why; it was to do or die.

I loved your Types of Hugs! Could you do Types of Kisses for the Karasuno team, including managers and coaches? I know it’s past your character limit so if not that’s fine. Thank you!

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[I don’t mind doing Types of ____ for whole teams actually, since it’s just assigning them to the different sections, so no worries and thank you for requesting that!!! And your lovely comments on your reblogs -3-]

Types of Kisses – Karasuno

Eskimo Kisses: Sugawara Koushi, Azumane Asahi, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Yachi Hitoka, Takeda Ittetsu
Forehead Kisses: Sawamura Daichi, Azumane Asahi, Ennoshita Chikara, Tsukishima Kei, Shimizu Kiyoko
French Kisses: Sugawara Koushi, Ukai Jr.
Cheek Kisses: Nishinoya Yuu, Ennoshita Chikara, Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou, Shimizu Kiyoko, Yachi Hitoka
Bite and Nibble: Sugawara Koushi, Nishinoya Yuu, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Ukai Jr.
Blowing a Kiss: Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Kageyama Tobio (in his most awkward fashion), Takeda Ittetsu

Awwwww! These are so cute, I love Kageyama’s 😂 Thanks for doing these!

Naughty List Vol. 2

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Sorry this is late, but I really really wanted to make sure this was good for you guys!! For those of you who haven’t read it, you can find last year’s (2016) Naughty List here
NOTE: All scenes here are 100% consensual and follow the BDSM core rules of Safe, Sane and Consensual


Yamamoto

He cried behind his gag as the vibrator inside him surged to life once more. He’d lost count of the number of times you’d brought him over the edge like this. He struggled, but he cuffs holding his arms behind his back in a difficult, challenging pose held firm. He thrust ineffectually, nothing working, finding no escape from the pleasure that bordered on pain.

Your safe word, he thought to himself. Remember your safe word. Part of him wanted to use it so badly. His prostate felt engorged and hyper-sensitive, but the ring at the base of his cock stopped him from coming properly. He could feel the line of drool creeping towards the edge of his chin… he’d never felt so humiliated.

God, he wanted more.

“Checking in,” you said, a coy edge to your voice that told him you knew exactly how he was feeling. “You alright, Tora? Do you want me to stop?”

He shook his head emphatically, refusing to give in. If he kept going, his reward would be so sweet, and he loved that look in your eye.

“Good boy,” you cooed, running your hand along his mohawk. “That’s what I like to hear.”

You nudged the vibrator to its highest setting, and Yamamoto screamed.

Kawanishi

He was always so gentle with you… especially after that first time. You finally really understood what he meant when he told you he was big. Sometimes, with careful prep you could take him, but more often than not, you had to find some other way to make each other feel good. You didn’t mind. Taichi was a master with his tongue, and he loved to be buried between your thighs.

“Sit on my face,”  he murmured, tugging at your hips until you straddled his head. His nose brushed at your opening, while his tongue worked your clit like no tomorrow.

It was good… almost too good. You braced yourself with a hand against his hip as you stared down his absolutely massive cock. You wrapped your hand around the base, shivering when your fingers didn’t even come close to touching. He groaned against you, sucking with gusto when your tongue lapped gently at his slit.

Sex may have been difficult for the both of you, but it was by no means impossible, and you would make Taichi feel good if it was the last thing you ever did.

Sakusa

He liked to watch.

He liked to watch you ride your toy while you held eye contact with him. He liked to listen to you whimper and whine while you chased your orgasm, knowing he would stop you before he let you have it. He prefered looking at your beautiful body rather than touching it, and he loved that you understood and respected that. He loved you. He loved you  more than anything.

He must have gotten distracted, because you suddenly cried out, a precursor to when you’d passed the point of no return. You lost eye contact as your eyes slipped into the back of your head. Your hips thrust uselessly against air as you rode your high on the toy he’d bought especially for this purpose. Outwardly, he was unaffected, but inside a fire of passion burned as bright as the sun. He smirked a bit behind his hand, knowing there was no way you would see it.

“____,” he purred. “Did I say stop?”

You were in for a long night.

Futakuchi

The train was so crowded there was barely room to stand, but somehow, Futakuchi managed to not get caught. He never got caught. His big hands found your waist, drawing you back against him. You weakly swatted at him, but he chuckled in your ear, and his breath on your skin made you weak. You could feel the hard line of his erection through your leggings.

“You feel what you do to me?” His whisper was accompanied by an inappropriate (but not unwelcome) lick to the shell of your ear.

“Kenji,” you whispered. “Enough!”

“Oh come on, baby girl,” he said, pulling your hair over your shoulder and nosing at the soft spot behind your ear… your weakness. He sucked a dark mark into your neck, letting you feel his teeth. “Would you stop me if I ripped your panties down right now? Started fucking you here, in front of all these businessmen and students? Letting everyone know you’re mine?”

You gasped, leaning into his touch. His fingers snuck under the hem of your sweatshirt (his sweatshirt, really, but semantics) and teased at your bare skin; “Of course I would!”

He laughed darkly in your ear again, giving your ponytail a little tug; “Liar.”

Bokuto

“Babe, please,” Bokuto begged. He couldn’t handle your teasing anymore. “Babe… it’s too… it’s too much!”

You laughed, low and dark, as you pressed a soft kiss to the head of his cock. You hadn’t done more than tease him with feather light touches, kitten licks, gentle (almost chaste) kisses, and nudges with your nose. Every touch sent electricity down his spine. He trembled violently when you pressed your tongue to the fat vein underneath and licked all the way from the root to the tip.

“So big,” you groaned, pressing your thumb into his slit. “I love your big hard cock, Kou.”

You looked so delectably filthy like that, your tongue lolling out with his cock in your face. He couldn’t even make words happen, he was so miserably turned on. You grabbed him at the base, seeming to take mercy on him, as you finally–finally–closed your mouth over his head. He almost sobbed in pleasure as you took him to the root torturously slowly. He felt your throat constrict around the head as you swallowed him down and he nearly sobbed with pleasure.

You were going to take your time… and it was going to kill him.

Noya

He loved the little bustier you donned, just for him. He loved the little bows, the lace, the ribbon… he loved it all. You looked so sexy… so special. Like a present. He wanted to repay you for his present.

He dragged your thighs over his shoulders, burying his face in your cunt again. You were breathing hard, and your skin was slick with sweat… you were at your limit, but he wanted to keep going. He wanted to be buried in your perfect pussy for hours, sucking your clit until it was an angry red and throbbing with hypersensitivity. He didn’t want to stop. Even with your fingers fisted in his hair to the point of pain, he couldn’t stop. He couldn’t get enough of those sounds of yours, the taste of you, and best of all, the gush of fluid as you came on his tongue again.

Alisa

You loved Alisa’s breathy little moans as you worked between her legs. She was so wet your touch was near frictionless, and your hands fisted in her soft (so soft) hair drew her neck into the most beautiful arch. Milk-pale skin covered in bite marks and long, soft blonde lashes brushing against her high cheeks… she looked like a work of art. Like she belonged in some fancy European museum, not spread out on your bed, moaning and bucking into your touch. You  were in awe of her… in awe of how beautiful she was…

As if sensing your thoughts, she reached up, brushing her long fingers against the swell of your breast, before she gave your own hair a little tug. You scowled at her cat-like, shit-eating, too-innocent grin, and just like that you were out of your own head. It didn’t take much effort to get her beautiful legs over your shoulders and your face buried in her gorgeous cunt.

Tanaka

The music pounded so loudly, he could practically feel it thudding in his chest, but not even the ringing in his ears could distract him from your beautiful body undulating to the beat. He wanted so badly–too badly, really–to get out of this chair and just take you for himself. But the second you threw one of your legs over his lap, he knew it was over. He wouldn’t move…  he wouldn’t do a thing… not unless you told him to.

“Am I allowed to touch?” he asked, his voice thick with arousal. You giggled at him, punctuating your nod with a roll of your hips. Fuck, you were so perfect, and the way you ground your white-hot core against him made him curse the barriers of fabric between the two of you. He grasped your hips, feeling you move, and he buried his face into your breasts. He licked and sucked and moaned as dark marks formed and your composure slipped with your growing arousal.

With a practiced twist of his wrist, your bra fell to the floor, revealing your perfect tits to him. The sound you made when he sucked a nipple between his teeth, giving it a slightly too-rough pull, he knew the wait… the dance… it would all be worth it.

Suga

There were nights when Suga drove you wild, tied you to the bed and used all manner of toys and vibrators on you until you were screaming his name. But that night… something was different. He was softer. Vulnerable.

“I just need you,” he said softly, nibbling on your earlobe as he parted your thighs gently. His fingers trembled against your skin. “I need you tonight… just like this.”

His beautiful hands brushed upwards, teasing at your entrance. He shuddered when he felt the wetness gathered there, and his eyes were so dark from seeing you like this… He grinned that beautiful grin of his–a strange combination of mischief and beauty–before he bent to kiss you. You wrapped your legs around his hips, and it was clear the heat of your body made him weak. He slid into you with an easy roll of his hips, and it was clear by the way he held his shoulders and the trembling in his limbs, he was on the edge.

“God,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours. “You feel so good. ____ you’re so good. I…I won’t last.”

You smiled at him to show it was ok–he could make it up to you later.

Kuroo

Kuroo moaned when you sank your hand into his hair. You always loved how soft it was, and even more than that, you loved the sounds he made when you tugged on it. His back was a mess of scratch marks, and his whole body was bathed in sweat. You grinned as you moved the lube between your fingers to warm it, enjoying the foreign weight of the strap on at your hips. Kuroo had done such a good job of preparing himself, to the point he could fit a full four fingers inside himself without resistance.

“I’m not going to go easy on you, Tetsu,” you purred, spreading his cheeks wide, smearing the lube over his rim. “Hope you like getting fucked.”

With a smooth roll of your hips, you hilted Kuroo with the dildo. You grinned even wider as you listened to him keen and cry, trying to adjust around the silicone length inside of him. He was either going to regret sharing this fantasy with you, or he was going to love every minute. Either way, you planned on fucking him until he couldn’t even see straight.

Ukai

He wasn’t lazy in bed. Quite the opposite, he always did his part.

He just liked watching you bounce on his cock. He loved thrusting up into you while a rough thumb pressed against your clit. He liked watching your thighs shake around his hips as you struggled to keep your rhythm with your imminent orgasm. He groaned, pitching his hips up, when he felt you clench around him. His free hand grabbed your breast roughly, rolling your nipple between his fingers. He growled–actually growled, like a wild animal–at the high whine in the back of your throat.

“Are you going to come for me?” He bounced you harder, laser-focused on your jiggling breasts. When you nodded, he took your chin between his fingers, drawing you close. “Say it, baby girl.”

“I’m coming, Keishin,” you whimpered. “I’m coming.”

“Who makes you come?”

“You,” you groaned. “Only you. Please.”

He grinned, savage and shark-like; “Go ahead and come for me. Fall apart on my cock.”

Tsukki

He was trembling.

He could feel himself shake, straining almost unconsciously at his wrists bound in his lap. You’d chosen not to tie his arms behind his back… it was a sign of your trust. In return, he’d given you his trust. He squirmed, desperately trying to ascertain your location from… something. Instinct or intuition or the feel of your breath on his skin, but all he could see was the inside of the blindfold. All he could hear was the soft, mellow beat of the instrumental music in his noise-cancelling headphones. The only sounds he could make were muffled gurgling behind the gag.

He felt your hand on his back and he jumped, not expecting how electric your touch felt after the total darkness of his predicament. Your hand rubbed soothing circles between your shoulder blades–soothing and sweet–and he leaned into the touch. He trusted you… he was comforted by your skin on his. You would never hurt him. He relaxed into you, giving into your whims. He could feel you suck a dark, almost painful, mark into his neck. He groaned so loud, even the gag couldn’t muffle it.

When he felt your slicked fingers circling his hole, he knew you would make him scream before the night was out.

Daichi

There was family just down the hall, and from his experience as a teenager, the walls of his childhood home were very thin. He didn’t care. He’d wanted you since he’d seen you in his t-shirt that morning. He was so patient, and he waited all day, but he couldn’t wait for you to excuse yourself from the conversation with his family and get all the way back home before he could have you.

“Be quiet, princess,” Daichi growled, pressing you against the wall. He pried your lips apart, sticking his rough, thick fingers into your mouth. You sucked eagerly, pushing your hips against his. The steadily-growing line of his cock pressed insistently against the plush of your ass, and you could feel yourself grow wetter at the mere thought. “We wouldn’t want them to hear you, hm?”

You moaned around his fingers, slurping at them greedily. You wished he was in front of you so you could see the lust burning in his eyes, or at least sink your hands into that soft hair of his. As it was, all you could do was palm at your own breast, trying to entice him to go faster. He chuckled into your hair, his deep voice like a purr.

“So eager,” he said, but he unzipped his fly either way. “I hope you’re ready for me.”

Terushima

He’d goaded you and baited you and been a brat all night. He wouldn’t stop laughing, he wouldn’t submit, and he refused to behave. Now, he was paying the price. You didn’t tie him up–you didn’t need to. You had him shaking with so much pleasure, he was pinned in place with mere will. You pounded the vibrator into him brutally, pumping him with your other hand. His face stung from where you’d slapped him over and over until he’d finally given in, and he knew his ass was practically glowing from your earlier brutality. For the first time ever since you’d started these games, his safe word came to mind.

“Does it feel good, Yuuji?” you asked, giving your wrist a particularly brutal twist. The bent end of the vibrator bumped against his prostate, causing him to whine and pant like a bitch in heat.

“So good,” he moaned quickly and breathlessly. “So good… so good… gonna…”

“Come for me, Yuuji,” you whispered in his ear. Your breath against his hyper-sensitive, sweat bathed skin busted open the dam and he came in hot, wet spurts over your hands.His whole body trembled, and he wasn’t sure if his sobs were pleasure or pain. You only gave him a brief break before you started again. “We aren’t done here, Yuuji. You’ll come at least twice more tonight, whether you like it or not.”

He wished he didn’t like it as much as he did.

Yamaguchi

“Pretty,” Yamaguchi cooed, running his hands along your hips. He squeezed your thighs for extra emphasis. “So pretty.”

“Tadashi,” you gasped. “Tadashi… please!”

“Gorgeous,” he whispered against the skin of your inner thigh. “I love these legs… I love them.”

You arched your back, whimpering when you felt his rough fingertips spread you gently; “Tadashi, don’t tease!”

“Hmm,” Yamaguchi hummed, curling his tongue against your hood teasingly. “So wet. So sweet. How about I put these lovely legs over my shoulders, hm?”

Whoot whoot these were HOT!!!